Chapter 785: Skipping School
The time for the qualifiers passed quickly, and in those sixteen days, the Sky Arena recorded many classic matches and provided a lot of talking points.
Since ancient times, the people who eat melons have a mysterious hobby for comparing combat power, and they can casually ask questions on social platforms such as "Ranking of the Three Kingdoms Generals", "Ranking of Strategists", "Who can win when a lion fights a tiger", "Who can win when Tyson fights a tiger", "Who can win when James fights a chimpanzee", "Who can win when Bruce Lee fights James", etc., which can attract a large number of replies.
And on the basis of these egg pain problems, more egg pain problems are extended.
[Can an ordinary strong man with a spear beat a tiger?] γ
[Can Zhang Sanfeng beat Tyson with a heavy machine gun? ] γ
[Can Ultraman beat the extremely giant Tyson?] γ
[The top 100 UP masters wearing armor and ten Tysons fight each other, which one can win? ] γ
These egg pain problems are impossible to achieve in the real world,
However, in the killing game, the people who eat melons can see the medieval knights vs. mechanical cops, the Eastern Sword Immortal vs. the American mutants,
The richness of the elements and the excitement of the content will complete any competitive competition in the real world.
In addition, outside the arena, there are third-party institutions that open extremely detailed handicaps, from the specific qualifying quota to the specific points at the end of a certain ring match.
It has given birth to a large number of stories such as "the ring is bought against the back, and the villa is by the sea", "I am from Yin City before betting, and Yin City is mine after betting".
It further heated up the atmosphere of the qualifiers.
Of course, the atmosphere here is only suitable for those who don't have the opportunity to participate in the competition, or have no chance of qualifying.
Players who were hoping to advance to the next round were all racing against the clock to climb the tower, especially in the 24 hours before the qualifier deadline, which almost reached the point of madness.
Some players even use a lot of potions with side effects to suppress injuries at any cost, and continue to participate in the ring to climb as many layers as possible to increase their chances of qualifying.
Finally, as the countdown to the qualifiers over the game plaza reached zero, all players received a system prompt that the first stage was officially over.
Five hundred finalists were selected and announced over the square in the same format as their personal power rankings (finalists have the option to anonymize their personal information).
The number one player is naturally [St. Hung Michael], whose final result is 67th floor, with a total of 67 games, 67 wins and 0 defeats.
The second place is [Out of Control] from the Syndicate, 63 floors, 63 wins, 0 defeats - he deliberately maintains a four-story gap with Michael, that is, he does not face him head-on.
The lower the rankings, the smaller the gap in the record, the last of the 500 players, played more than 100 ring matches, and finally remained on the 40th floor - there are still many players on the 40th floor, but his overall record is the best.
As for Leon... His record is 50 floors, 50 wins and 0 defeats in 50 games.
He started to score points on the seventh and eighth days of the qualifying stage, climbed to the 50th floor, and made sure that he could make the cut statistically, so he didn't continue to challenge.
In this process, he did not encounter the top ten players, because he only used the flash of the [Abyss Magic Mirror] every time he shot, as well as alchemy and the overlord horizontal lance, and never used other skills.
The other players he met along the way felt that Li Risheng was a hidden person, and even if he had the strength to fight him, he would choose to surrender for the purpose of retaining his combat strength, thus allowing him to climb to the fiftieth floor smoothly.
As mentioned by the system before, there is a certain probability that you can get the system's experience points, game currency and other rewards during the process of climbing the tower, and after climbing to the 50th floor, Li Ang obtained 1551 experience points, which was promoted to Lv21 and the experience value slot was 1004/2100.
During this time, the swarm in the pet crate was also working at full speed to produce potions, earning a lot of in-game currency for Leon, allowing him to have funds to buy equipment items - with the end of the qualifier stage, the originally hyped equipment market has calmed down a lot, and the prices of auction items in the auction house have also fallen back to normal levels.
Instead, the major forces are more keen to invest in talent β they are willing to offer low-interest or even no-interest loans to 500 progressors.
You can even rent or even give away perfect-level items - as long as you sign a contract and agree to transfer or sell the door to the major powers after achieving twenty places.
As a lone wolf player, Li Ang, who was guaranteed to advance and whose strength was unknown, naturally received an even warmer invitation than before.
Xing Hechou personally came to the door and asked Li Ang if he was willing to accept the solicitation of the Special Affairs Bureau, but Li Ang politely refused.
There is no free lunch in the world, and at his level, there are not many chips that the major forces can come up with corresponding values, and even if there is, it will require Li Ang to pay a certain price.
He was very curious about the door, and it was impossible to transfer it.
And in the list of five hundred people, there are some names that Leon is familiar with.
Feather Hearts, Ξ©, Stonemasons, Witches...
At the end of the list, you can also see the names of the Jingo Iron Horse Quartet - they presumably have strong support from the Whale Song organization.
Liu Wuxian also advanced to the next round - her own equipment was very luxurious, and it seemed that she had secretly reached some kind of agreement with the mule, who supported her with some props.
An hour after the roster was released, the system beep sounded to announce the schedule for the next stage of the tournament to be held in 24 hours.
500 players will randomly match opponents in 10 days, each of whom will play 10 games, and finally 300 players will be selected to advance to the next round according to the number of wins, personal performance, and the relationship between wins and losses.
The competition venue is a newly opened up area of the Sky Arena called [Mirror Corridor].
The Mirror Corridor will automatically produce semi-enclosed venues with different areas and elements, which may be modern urban office buildings or ancient tombs full of traps.
Players are required to inflict as much damage as possible on their opponents within the time limit, and the rules are the same as in the previous round.
β...β
On the sofa in the living room, Li Ang looked at the rules of the second stage floating in his sight, his brows furrowed, and his expression was solemn.
Just like the last time he accidentally found Chai Chai's web page record on the Internet.
"What's wrong?"
Miss Chai floated down from mid-air and said carefully: "What do the rules say?" β
Li Ang took a deep breath, briefly introduced the rules, and said in a deep voice with a serious expression: "The [Mirror Domain Corridor] in the second stage is actually not fundamentally different from the ordinary ring match in the first stage.
If 500 goes into 300, I am confident that I will be able to advance. β
Miss Chai blinked her eyes and wondered, "Then what are you anxious about?" β
Li Ang scratched his hair helplessly, spread his hands and said, "It's game time."
According to the rules, players will be notified of the start of an individual match every 24 hours, at a random time and at the same rate as in the real world.
I can't go to class as I normally would, and I can't take ten days off in one sittingβI'm sure I'll be found out by the Secret Service. β
Chai Chai was stunned for a moment and asked, "What should I do then?" β
"Hmm..."
Li Ang's eyes narrowed, he groaned, slowly moved his gaze, and looked at the ignorant Chai Chai, "Ah Chai,... Are you interested in being a high school student again? β